Digital Manuscript ProjectMalone meurt / Malone Dies

[0616] I have rum rummaged a little in
my belongings things, sorting them
out and pulling them over to me,
to have a good look at them.
[0617] I was
not far wrong in thinking that I knew
them [well] well, in my head by heart, and could
speak of them, at any moment, without
looking at.
[0618] But I wanted to make sure.
[0621] Now I should should be sorry to let slip
this unique occasion [on which] and the which seems to offer me the
[possibilities which]
possibility of something suspiciously
like a [st] true statement [of trut] at last,
it would [not be] I would feel I had failed
in my duty.
[0622] I want this matter this matter [to]
free from all suspicions of approximation.
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